Standing before me, I had two unique Australian specimens, notable not cause of their sharp accents or cause they were gorgeous or cause they were babe-a-licious brothers, but due to the fact they sported the fattest cocks I’d ever seen.  How to handle such a treasure trove??? 

First, I made Allen and Ian line up in my bedroom.  Allen stood two inches taller than Ian; he also had ten pounds on his younger brother.  Both guys’ bodies were in perfect form, though, ripped in all the right places.  I noticed Allen had added a nipple ring and a tattoo of the Australian flag on his other pec since we last slept together.   

I bent down in front of their man-meat, chose Allen’s cock first.  His was as I remembered it – uncut and gagworthy.  He had trimmed his pubes way, way down since I last had seen him, which of course made his cock appear even bigger.  Trust, it didn’t need to be and when I took him in my mouth as far down as I could go, I nearly choked when he thrust his ass a little.  

With Allen’s dick in my mouth, I let my hands migrate to his brother’s balls; fingering his low hangers in the middle of the night, when they were already at their most relaxed, I loved how they sunk way below his cock.  I pulled my mouth away from Ian, then began to suck Ian’s swizzle stick, first slurping the tip, gingerly pulling the loose skin back down the shaft and teasing the head with my tongue.  He leaked.   I remembered now that during my entire shoot with his brother Allen in Brazil, Allen’s spigot remained tight as can be, he didn’t shed a drop of pre-cum, but Ian started edging like mad.  Salty-sweet, I like it.   

I tried to swallow Ian’s dick all the way to the base, but I only got as far as I did with Allen.  My eyes watered.  I thought I’d have a shot, hoping that my throat had already been widened, but no suck luck.  They weren’t going to get the best of me, or so I thought… 

I turned them around, slapped their sweet asses a couple of times, leaving light red splotches.  Then I made them touch their toes as I licked each of their assholes, which curiously enough were different.  Allen’s had a tuft of hair sticking out from the crack, while Ian was hairless (not shaved) as could be.   

When I was busy rimming one, I made sure to finger the other, alternating back and forth between asses.  With every rotation, I managed to increase the number of fingers in the hole.  By the time I had been with them four times each, it was definitely time to fuck.   

Ian slipped a dinger (Australian for condom) on my dick, I fucked Allen first.  Having fucked Ian less than 24 hours ago and knowing Allan had done gay porn, I was surprised the latter possessed the tighter hole.  I figured that with his porn star past, Allen would’ve been easier to penetrate, but I was wrong.  Course with that horse dick, it made more sense that he’d be on top.   

I pumped Allen for a long time, so long that I sweat like crazy.  Ian kissed me, sucked on my nips in the meantime.  I noticed the two brothers touched from time to time, but there wasn’t anything weird going on between them.  After I flipped and fucked Allen with his legs in the air, I sensed Ian was becoming jealous so I had Ian lie down next to his brother; I popped on a fresh dinger, began pounding Ian like mad, so fast and furious that I ended up pushing him halfway across the bed.  

I had to climb onto the bed in order to reach him proper, which was good, finally I was able to hold him in the same place, tilt his ass high into the air and use gravity as a force to drill him.  Ian started jerking off, his fat cock fully grown and leaking, no make that dripping like mad.  Did he want to cum like this?  Not yet.    

As I fucked Ian, I felt two hands reach around my chest, tweak my nipples.  Next I realized Allen’s cock was rubbing up against my ass.  He had climbed onto the bed, slid behind me, started kissing my neck, massaging my chest.   

Would I consider being their Lucky Pierre?  Did I think that this time I might be able to let him fuck me all the way?   

I was already so sweaty, so into them, where was all of my control?  I wasn’t sure how everything was going to work out, but I definitely was turned on by the offer and so I gave Allen the go-ahead.  He popped on a condom, a magnum, then as I fucked Ian, Allen ate my ass with enthusiasm, he really wanted to have as good a chance as any to penetrate me.   

Ian ordered Allen to hurry up, he was at that point where he couldn’t hold on much longer.  Ian wouldn’t let me touch his dick anymore, he was that close to shooting.   

Allen abandoned my ass with his tongue, climbed on top of me, and I stopped thrusting my hips into Ian, worried that a bounce back out of Ian will mean too quick of an entry into his brother.  Allen managed to get his cock’s head inside me.  With most guys, that’s the hard part, but when it’s the same all around from top to bottom, it takes a lot of adjusting.  No problem for Ian, he was grateful for the respite; his pre-cum created all kinds of webs all over his chest.   

Allen succeeded, he was all in, could he push?  Sure.  As he thrust in earnest, I started my dance with Ian.  My dick, moving again, was aroused big time, after a good 25 minutes of acrobatic fucking, I’m at the point where I could cum pretty quick.  Ian was just about ready, too – how about Allen?  He was definitely close, what would get him off would be to put all his weight on me, could I handle it?  Would it smush his brother?  Ian was good, so as we head for climax, Allen sweat like a mad fiend, pile driving my ass with a dick that has spread me open while I’m being pushed far, far inside of his brother, who groaned in ecstasy and pain and pleasure and we were all going at the same time, the bed shook, the sweat dripped onto Ian and then it came, Ian first, he blew a cannon of a load on his chest at precisely the time that I shot deep inside of him at the same time that Allen fired his spunk into his dinger still deep inside of me.  

As I slid out of Ian and Allen pulled out of me, I knew gay brothers don’t have sex with each other and if they did, they certainly wouldn’t do it with another guy in the room, but what was Allen thinking when he was fucking me as I fucked his brother?

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